Brendan Benson Moment!

I havent slept the WHOLE of last night. I have been in the same seat, staring at the same screen answering phones, making datasheets since 8:30 am - its 7:02 pm and im still in office. Business is awfully slow, no ones paying, my head feels heavy, i feel like a pile of - 2 day old - dog shit.

Ive officially given such moments a name - "Brendan Benson Moments" - Brendan Benson, being, the musician behind this masterpiece.

"What im looking for" - which goes like:

Well I don't know what I'm looking for
But I know that I just wanna look some more
And I won't be satisfied 'Till there's nothing left that I haven't tried
For some people it's an easy choice But for me there's a devil and an angel's voice

Well I don't know what I am looking for
But I know that I just wanna look some more
Well I don't know what I'm living for
But I know that I just wanna live some more

And you hear it from strangers And you hear it from friends
That love never dies, love never ends
Now I don't wanna argue, no I don't wanna fight
'Cause you're always wrong and I'm always right

Well I don't know what I am living for
But I know that I just wanna live some more

I used to be involved, and I felt like a king
Now I've lost it all and I don't feel a thing
I may never grow old, I may never give in
And I'll blame this world that I live in
I visit hell on a daily basis I see the sadness in all your faces

I am still stumbling down a darkened street And I act like a child and I'm insecure And I'm filled with doubt and I'm immature
Sometimes it creeps up on me and before I know it I'm lost at sea
But no matter how far I row I always find my way back home

But I don't know what I've been waiting for
But I know that I don't wanna wait anymore

Looking for... What I'm looking for....

(The full version sent to me by Hari mama )

Now, this is as close as the lowest ive felt all month long. I dunno what'll cure me from turning more and more of me into this 'super-psychotic wonk'-ish (thanks S for the super description) state of existence.

I am leaving office . Thaiyir sadham, naarthangai & fits of sleep [during which like the day before yesterday il dream of Global Organic textile standard , REACH and her screaming (Triggered im sure by idiot sibling's repeated screening of a pathetic print of Ghajini upstairs)] - await.

*sigh. I need a shrink*